Ok i tried to increase the chapter length a little, i guarantee the next one will be longer, there'll be a lot to take care of, thanks to Riddlesindisguise and awilla the hun, and to awilla the hun, i was going to have this chapter as 3rd but i wanted to right a covenant perspective one first, so that explains why there was no 40k characters so far.
Keep writing those reviews, looking forward to reading them
The Pillar of Autumn shook violently as the slip space tunnel collapsed. Spartan-117 had only just finished stowing his kit, when a huge jolt sent half his things tumbling out of place again. He looked over at his fellow Spartans in frustration who were having the same problem. There were four of them remaining, including him, the rest had been sent down to Reach to hold the generators for the super mac guns, dead now, for all he knew. Himself, Linda, Fred and Kelly were the only remaining Spartans. He resolved himself to promising that, where ever they were going, he would protect them, with his own life if necessary. The ship shuddered again, making him stumble and grab into a bulk head to keep his balance, bending the metal as he did so.
"What's going on?" the Master Chief asked, approaching the com panel.
"We're in trouble," Cortana said simply.
"I gathered that," John said, "But what is happening, have the covenant followed us?"
Cortana sighed before saying, "We're in an unstable slip space tunnel and we might end up getting crushed, anything else?" Cortana said.
"No," he said simply, brushing off Cortana's sarcasm.
"So what's going on?" Fred asked.
"In danger that we can't do anything about," John stated.
"So the same old song and dance?" Fred said.
"Yeah, but I want everyone ready to move, if we come out of this there may be Covenant waiting for us," John said.
The Spartans' fine hearing allowed all of them to hear the conversation and they started running diagnostic checks on their Mjolnir armour and selecting weapons from their personal armoury. Then there was the strongest shake of all, the ship practically listed ninety degrees, causing everything and everyone to slide to one side of the room.
"We have to get out of this," Captain Keyes said, getting up from his prone position.
"Agreed," Cortana said, "But we have no idea what will happen to the ship if we do."
"Anything is better than this," Keyes said as he gripped the arm of his chair while the ship shuddered more.
"How about being scattered across space in small metal chunks?" Ensign Lovell said.
"Did I ask your opinion ensign?" Keyes said.
Lovell fell silent.
"Cortana; do it," Keyes ordered.
There was a brief pause before Cortana's hologram appeared on her pedestal, "You realise the dangers?"
"I do," Keyes stated simply.
"Aye sir, deactivating slip space engines," Cortana said. Soon the ship began tremble, the hull groaned under the stress, it sounded like it was about to be torn apart at the seams. Keyes stood there, hands gripping a console to brace himself, and watched calculations and logistics run across the console, probably Cortana's calculations. Moments later there was only blackness.
Sergeant Diras calmly walked down a corridor, heading for his bunk room. He just finished up a round of drinks with his squad mates and was now struggling to stand up straight. Just then, the ship rocked as it was struck, the warning klaxons began blaring in his ears as he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Captain Agros to all decks," the wall vox units blared into life, "We are under attack, I repeat we are under attack, xenos inbound."
Well no shit, Sergeant Diras thought to himself as he struggled back to his feet.
Captain Agros cursed under his breath, how could such a large fleet have gone undetected by the sensors? he thought.
"The fleet is moving into position to return fire," a servitor said, in its monotone voice.
"Captain Agros to all ships, fire at will!" he ordered, "Fire forward lances at the lead ship."
"Aye sir," one of the crewmen replied.
Captain Agros watched on one of his personal view screens surrounding him as a beam of energy coalesced into existence, slicing through space towards the nearest xeno ship, followed by two more beams, the three together managed to completely destroy the xeno ship, but three more smashed through the debris, charging their own weapons.
"Void shields up!" Agros shouted.
Just as he did the xeno ships returned fire, several torpedoes sped towards the view screen, till they collided with the void shields, activated just in time to avert a breach.
"Void shield 1 down," another servitor said.
Agros ignored it, having already sensed it through his direct link to the ship, he sucked in a breath as the second salvo of torpedoes struck, cutting through the second void shield and damaging the third.
"Our defences have been compromised, any nearby ships to our aid," Agros announced.
Immediately he registered three ships on his sensors, turning to intercept a third salvo of torpedoes, two though, were damaged, their shields unable to withstand the fire power, and began limping away.